Friday, February 17, 2012

XVII: The Sovereign of the Night

Twilight brings a certain air
of florescent violet brilliance fair
as brittle diamond sparks appear
in ancient assemblies bright and clear.
And when the moon rises like the sun
to rule the darkness when day is done,
like a smiling king over a blessëd land
with a flaming sceptor in his hand,
the stars all kneel and dim their light
to honor the Sovereign of the Night.

About the author

I am a husband and father living in Louisville, Kentucky. Inspiration for my writing includes: the beauty of nature, the human condition, moral philosophy, life and love, all things innocent and wholesome, and my own Catholic spirituality.
I plan on posting an original poem or vignette every few days.
Feel free to critique or comment on any of the works that I have posted, whether old or new.